I bought my “kid” Ruben a new bed. It’s all soft n plush, an old dog’s dream…right?
this little fucker refused to lay on his new bed for more than 5 minutes before finding something else to lay on. even the floor. i know his bones are achy due to the fact he’s old as fart particles and that this bed would absorb some of that pressure, but i didn’t realize why he rejected his bed until i saw him laying on a pair of my socks. the bed hadn’t yet soaked up the constant-vanilla scent of my room. it was a STRANGER bed to Ruben and he wasn’t having it. so, me being the accommodating mother that i am, i draped my snazzy little “Snuggie” over his bed, so that he could stop pacing around my room and finally get some sleep. and now, he’s knocked out. dawwwww…
me and my little man Ruben <3